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Frank was feeling better once he was back home. His bandages were taken off, and Spencer found that Frank’s wound had healed up nicely.

“You don’t have much of a scar, Frank,” said Spencer. “You are a very lucky dog.”

Being summer, Frank and Spencer were able to sleep in every morning. Usually they would awake around ten. This particular morning, Darryl woke them up early. “Hey, guys, I thought you might like to go with me to Tyler and Kinga’s house. Frank, you will like to play with Puma.”

With that last word coming out of Darryl’s mouth, Frank bounded out of bed barking happily. “I’m going to Puma’s. I’m going to Puma’s.”

Frank found his glasses and ran out to the kitchen. He barked for his breakfast. Hurry, he thought. The sooner I eat, the sooner I can go play.

After Spencer ate breakfast, they left for Tyler and Kinga’s house. Tyler and Kinga lived on a small farm. They had a pond full of fish, trails through the woods, a mountain view, and acres of fields to run through.

Frank could hardly wait to get there. He always loved a ride in the car, but he couldn’t wait to get to Puma’s so he could play. “Are we there yet?” barked Frank.

They pulled into the driveway. Kinga was out in her dahlia garden. She had the most beautiful dahlias in her garden. Frank had never seen such bright and colorful flowers.

Tyler was out in the field on his tractor. He was mowing the fields. He liked to mow the fields because he said it was relaxing. Sometimes Puma got to ride on the tractor too. Puma sat so proudly when he was on the tractor. I’m sure people who see me on this tractor assume I am the one driving, mused Puma.

Where was Puma? Frank looked left; he looked right. Where was Puma? Just then, out the corner of Frank’s eye, he saw the ever-familiar black, blurry streak across the field just behind the tractor. Puma was chasing rabbits and field mice! The mower would scare them, and when they ran, Puma ran after them. Puma didn’t want to hurt them. He just wanted to talk to them. They aren’t very friendly, thought Puma.

“Puma,” yelled Frank, “I’m here!”

Puma ran his fastest to reach Frank’s side. “Let’s run in the fields. It is so much fun.”

Frank and Puma ran through the fields. They ran until they were both too tired to do much more than walk back to the house.